Not only that, but the male sword cultivators from other peaks actually came a lot.

All of them are handsome, dressed in brocade robes, with a long sword in their hands, exuding a sharp brilliance, and they are majestic.

Among them, many male sword cultivators snuggled up to the female sword cultivators, and did not hide it.

The sweet picture of pairs is enviable.

If you haven't hooked up with a good male sword cultivator, you won't be treated so well.

They stood in groups in the southeast corner, talking to each other about unnutritious words, hiding their inner restlessness, and their restless eyes flew around, searching for the figure of the beauty of Yuyu Hengfeng.

Roughly understanding the situation in the arena, Wen Shou didn't want to be too eye-catching, and secondly, he wanted to eat melons, so he consciously classified himself into the group of male sword cultivators.

It's good that this doesn't go, but it really attracts more contempt and contempt.

Obviously, he regarded him as a competitor, and the familiar one was returned to him, and he greeted him lukewarmly, but he was an unfamiliar face.

The cultivation is not high, but it is just an ordinary eight-grade realm.

is another toad who wants to eat swan meat, just to watch the trick.

Those male sword cultivators who have good relationships in Yuheng Peak, which one is not the Seven Rank Realm.

It's just that among the group of male sword cultivators who don't have a good relationship, most of them are in the seven-grade realm.

Wen Shou is far from enough.

He stood silently in the corner of the crowd, looking at his nose and nose, not caring about other people's eyes, standing and waiting to eat melons.

After a while, the melon came out, and it was about him.

"Have any of you seen that male disciple of the Jade Heng Sword Master?"

The speaker was a heroic man standing at the front of the queue, with a long sword on his back, his hands on his chest, his eyes sharp, and his aggressive momentum.

This person is called Lin Zongqi, he is the personal disciple of Tianshu Peak, and his cultivation is outstanding, and today he specially came to see the personal disciple of the Yuheng Sword Master.

For the time being, he was not interested in the double monks, and the pursuit of higher cultivation was his top priority.

A sword cultivator behind him echoed: "I'm also curious, what kind of three-headed and six-armed person this person looks like, and he was actually favored by the Yuheng Sword Master and accepted as a personal disciple. ”

"I have heard of this person, the original statement was not obvious, as soon as he became famous, it resounded throughout the whole sect, creating the immortal legend of my sect, and he was in the limelight for a while, and even overshadowed the top ten personal disciples of our generation of merit hall."

"According to the information I know, this fellow disciple is just an iron-striking layman from the Sword Casting Valley of Kaiyang Peak, and by chance, he actually stepped through the Martial Arts Pseudo-Nine Rank Realm, advanced to the Eighth Rank Spirit Wheel Realm, and embarked on the road of martial arts sword cultivation."

"As we all know, martial arts are suitable for sword cultivation or gun cultivation, and the more difficult it is to walk the sword cultivation, this person is arrogant and ambitious."

"You have to have a matching talent, I heard that this person came to my Seven Star Sword Sect, and he didn't have the talent to practice, he was arranged to strike iron in the Sword Casting Valley, and he suddenly embarked on the path of cultivation after almost three years, in my opinion, the talent is mediocre, and he will definitely be unknown to the public in the future, but I am afraid that he will become the laughing stock of my Seven Star Sword Sect."

Lin Zongqi admired the Yuheng Sword Master in his heart, and said conservatively: "Since the Yuheng Sword Master has accepted him as a personal disciple, I am afraid that this person has accumulated a lot of experience, Confucianism and Buddhism are not the same in these two veins, pay attention to epiphany, may not be able to climb the peak of the sword, the way of the sword is not who is sharp and go far, and there are many geniuses who devote themselves to penance." ”

Lin Zongqi, who has always been above the top, spoke for Wen Shou, and moved out of the two cultivation paths of Confucianism and Buddhism to corroborate, and everyone was speechless and unable to refute.

It's hard to say about practice, but I have something to say about Wen Shou's recent performance.

"This person is not simple, relying on the support of the Yuheng Sword Master and Yang Protector behind him, he forced Chang Shan, the master of the Sect Hall, to commit suicide on the spot and apologize, and the Sect Hall of Tianquan Peak was removed and replaced with Yuheng Peak."

"I don't blame him for hearing this, it's completely self-inflicted, bending the law for personal gain, and reversing black and white."

"There is such a thing, how did he force Chang Shan to commit suicide and apologize, don't spread rumors."

"There are still few things that Zongfa Hall has done, this time Chang Shan is a hard stubble, and his death is a matter of time."

"You be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth, the Chang family's business is not that you can chew your tongue."

Wen Shou listened to his fellow senior brother talking about him, and he didn't say a few good words, he was very uncomfortable in his heart, and he wanted to slip away.

It wasn't until Lin Zongqi spoke for him that he was much more relieved, and he cast a grateful look on his face.

Listening to the senior brothers talking about the patriarchal hall again, they showed a look of righteous indignation, and they couldn't help but be very happy and proud.

At this time, an anxiously looking Qingli figure walked towards Wen Shou, and when Wen Shou noticed her, the figure showed a smile, but it was Wang Yi who came.

This will be her dressed very brilliantly, a pair of emerald green clothes, embroidered with verdant pothos on the cuffs, the hem is decorated with silver silk thread, the moth eyebrows are lightly swept to reveal a touch of lightness, the upper lip of the cherry mouth is slightly red, and the gestures are as graceful as the willows in the wind, and the cheeks and hair fluttering in the wind add two touches of gorgeous style, and the beauty of the small jasper is exerted to the extreme.

Wang Yi approached Wen Shouluo and said generously: "Senior Brother Wen, why are you standing here, come with me, the competition is about to begin." ”

Although Wang Yi is only a Taoist eight-rank Tongmai realm, his kendo cultivation is only the first floor of the swordsmanship building.

However, he occupies the home advantage, and he serves beside the sword master on weekdays, has received many sword sect bigwigs, treats people and things decently and generously, and his eyes naturally reveal the light of the martial arts of the gods, and he does not focus on these outstanding senior brothers.

"The playing field is huge, and I can see it all the way here, so I just found a random place."

Wen Shou's heart is like a mirror, as soon as he appears, he stands with the female sword cultivators of Yuheng Peak, he must be infinitely hateful, and he has become the focus of attention.

That's why he blended into the queue of male sword cultivators.

Unexpectedly, he was discovered by the thoughtful Wang Yi, and he couldn't bear to snub him, the eldest disciple of the sword master.

Wang Yi said unabashedly: "Yang Protector asked me to call you over, you are my disciple of Yuheng Peak, how can you stand in this remote position." ”

Wen Shou felt countless hot eyes sweeping at him, making him involuntarily nervous.

His identity has been revealed, and his low-key mind is instantly exposed, and he can't stay here for long.

So, he answered, "Yes." ”

"He is the personal disciple of the Jade Heng Sword Master."

"It feels unremarkable."

"It's really an eight-rank martial arts realm."

"How can he be, according to him, I can also worship ......"

……

Gradually turning away from the fellow disciples who were shocked in their hearts, Wen Shou came to the queue of Yuheng Peak's female sword cultivators under the rostrum.

The female cultivators of the same generation who have been seen at the Yuheng Summit, such as Xiao Mei in a sauce purple bandeau dress, Wang Sisi who is dressed in goose yellow, Zhou Siyao who is dressed in red, and Lin Ruxuan who is dressed in black like ink, are all present at this moment, but Yang Feiyi and Wang Qiang are missing.

One of these young and beautiful female sword cultivators counted one, and they all took the lead in greeting him, and Senior Brother Wen shouted affectionately.

It seems that Wen Shou is a little junior brother who grew up with them, and he is spoiled.

Wen Shou responded to the sisters one by one, regardless of whether they knew each other or not, without losing their manners and smiling.

This is a living Jia Baoyu, the sisters in the Grand View Garden are all looking at him.

Cool crooked.

The identity of the disciple of the Yuheng Sword Master allowed him to walk sideways in Yuheng Peak.

I won't walk sideways, I'll walk soft... His heart was full of joy.

When Wen Shou was still immersed in pride, everyone's eyes suddenly turned to the square in the northeast corner, and a group of women came together.

Yuheng Peak Protector Yang Yiyi walked in the front, and as soon as the figure of a big red robe and waist shuffled to the ground appeared, it attracted the attention of everyone present.

The exaggerated crimson crown of shoulders and shoulders, wrapped in a high bun with red roses, and the long chain bell pendant hanging from the ears and the crown of the head, counted carefully, there were as many as ten.

The iconic mask conceals the ice muscles, no longer ice crystals, but fiery red jade. A slender necklace with a fiery ruby clinging to the chest, making the flawless white jade swan neck and collarbone brighter and brighter, making people's hearts sway, and they don't know what kind of prosperous beauty is under the mask.

According to the uncles who were fortunate enough to see it in the previous generation, they said in unison: Yuheng has two swords, and he has captivated the country and the city.

The male sword cultivators didn't dare to stare at Yang Yiyi more, her powerful coercion was like a sword out of the sheath, and she could choose someone to love at any time.

Therefore, in the end, all eyes fell on Yang Feiyi's body, and when she came out of the crowd to the center of the arena, the male sword cultivators all cheered.

directly ignored the two older elders who came with Yang Yiyi, Qiu Ping and Zhou Ying.

Among the female disciples of this generation, Concubine Yang is uniquely beautiful, whether it is a soft and beautiful body, a flawless handsome face, a dark expressive gaze, an unyielding tenacity, or an outstanding cultivation talent, I don't want to find out the shortcomings from her.

A pure white dress is enough to stand out from the crowd.

Yang Yiyi stood on the high platform and folded her hands behind her back: "After investigation, Wang Qiang is more suitable to serve as the head of general affairs, so she will no longer participate in this battle, and the patriarchal directors Yang Feiyi and Zhou Siyao are outstanding in character and behavior, and it is difficult to distinguish between the top and the bottom, for the sake of fairness, the winner will be the winner of the battle, and the winner will be the master of the patriarchal hall, do you have any objections?" ”

"Nope." The two replied in unison.

Yang Yiyi said: "Then let's start, point to point, if anyone violates this example, this protector will be severely punished." ”

It is only a severe punishment, and it does not deprive the head of the patriarchal hall of qualifications.